Tian Qi became Nakahama Matsutomi's "confidant"!
A person who can give up his own hope of living and leave it to others is worthy of everyone's respect!
Nakahama Matsutomi's inner gratitude to him cannot be expressed in words.
The only thing he could do was to decide to do everything he could to protect this person in the remaining time.
And Tian Qi never showed any pride in taking credit in front of Nakahama Matsutomi.
On the contrary, he has always been very humble.
"Nakahama-kun."
Early in the morning, Tian Qi came to Nakahama Matsutomi's office: "I just got a piece of information."
"Don't be impatient, drink some water, Hahara-kun."
Nakahama Matsutomi enthusiastically poured water for Tian Qi: "After you finish drinking, tell me what the information is."
Tian Qi drank the water in one gulp: "The decisive battle in Manila is imminent. A large number of spies and members of the resistance organization have sneaked into Manila and are wreaking havoc here."
Nakahama Matsutomi nodded.
This doesn't seem surprising.
In any large-scale decisive battle, especially before a city offensive and defensive battle breaks out, such things always happen one after another.
"Peter Lin!"
Tian Qi suddenly said this name.
Nakahama Matsutomi's eyelids twitched suddenly.
Peter Lin?
Although the Allies kept intelligence secret, the name of this legendary spy became more and more known.
Nakahama Matsutomi immediately asked: "He has also arrived in Manila?"
"No, he didn't come."
Tian Qi felt it was a bit ridiculous.
It is indeed somewhat absurd for any person to discuss himself in front of the other person and not regard himself as himself at all: "Peter Lin sent his assistant Conger to secretly lurk in Manila.
According to the intelligence currently available, Conger commanded an armed resistance organization of more than a thousand people, and under the command of Americans, destroyed Manila. And when the decisive battle broke out, they attacked everywhere. "
Nakahama Matsutomi began to pay attention.
The Japanese army had not paid much attention to the resistance organization with thousands of people before.
But the current situation is too special.
When a fierce battle breaks out in Manila, the sudden appearance of this armed force will have a great impact on the defense of Manila.
"This man named Conger is in Manila?"
"Yes, in Manila, and the location has been confirmed."
After Tian Qi finished speaking, Nakahama Tsutomi was a little puzzled: "This is a matter for the intelligence agency and the military police. What does Hahara-kun mean?"
"Now, I don't trust anyone except you." Tian Qi said calmly: "Nakahama-kun, once we capture Kange, we will have all the information on thousands of armed resistance organizations, and it is possible to catch them all in one go. .”
Nakahama Tsutomi's eyelids twitched.
Yes, it’s a big feat.
He has absolute trust in Tian Qi: "So, what do you think?"
"Secretly arrest Kange and start interrogation immediately." Tian Qi said without hesitation: "Nakahama-kun, please make a decision. If you miss it, you may not have such a good opportunity!"
…
Manila, December 24, 1944.
This is Christmas Eve in Western countries.
On this day, the Allied forces temporarily suspended their attacks.
This festival is very important to them.
In Manila, there is no hint of peace.
A group of Westerners and Filipino locals were driven to the west of downtown Manila. Among these Westerners were Americans who had not had time to evacuate, including priests and soldiers.
Jane, the pastor of the Franciscan Church in Manila, is one of them.
When MacArthur ordered a retreat, Jane insisted on staying in Manila.
He has many followers who need him.
He also knew medical skills and could take care of those who were injured.
He firmly believed that he was just a benevolent priest and the Japanese would not do anything to him.
But he soon learned he was wrong.
The Japanese ignored his occupation and threw him into a concentration camp.
Jane endured all this silently. Even in the concentration camp, when there was no source of medicine at all, he still tried his best to save every patient and spread the gospel.
He told his followers that God would come to save them sooner or later.
All they have to do is endure silently and wait silently for God's miracle.
At noon, more than 400 people, including Jane, were scolded out of the concentration camp.
Then, they were taken to this place.
They were given tools, and then under Japanese bayonets, they began to dig a huge pit according to the Japanese's instructions.
No one knew what this was going to do.
"You, come with me."
Li Zhifeng pointed at Jane.
Jane didn't know what happened, but he didn't want to resist and followed the "Japanese" obediently.
He believed that everything was arranged by God in advance, and all he had to do was obey God's will.
He was taken to a car, and Li Zhifeng opened the door expressionlessly.
Jane gets in the car and finds a young Japanese officer.
"Pastor Jane?"
"Ah, yes, sir." Jane was surprised to find that this young Japanese officer actually spoke fluent English.
"Are you a devout believer?" Meng Shaoyuan asked unhurriedly.
"Yes, sir, I dedicated everything I have to the Lord." Jane replied respectfully.
"Did your Lord help you?" Meng Shaoyuan asked calmly: "When you were imprisoned in the concentration camp, endured endless torture every day, and faced the threat of death every day, did your Lord help you? ?”
"I believe that all this is the Lord's arrangement." Jane replied firmly: "The Lord will save us from suffering."
"Oh, really?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled and pointed out of the car window: "Among those people outside, many of them are your colleagues and believers, right?"
Jane nodded.
"So, do you know what they're doing now?"
Jane shook her head.
Meng Shaoyuan's voice was very cold: "They are digging a hole for themselves. When the big hole is dug, they will jump in, and there will be their graves!"
What?
Jane was shocked.
There are more than four hundred people.
Are all these Japanese going to be killed?
"Devil, devil!" Jane kept murmuring.
"Where is your master at this time?" Meng Shaoyuan was still so calm: "You have such a bright future. If I were your master, I would be moved by you. However, I have not seen your master yet. I mean to save you."
"Oh God!"
Jane crossed herself on her chest: "Save these poor people."
"He won't show up." Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "He won't show up even if all of you are dead! The only one who can save you now is me!"
Jane looked at Meng Shaoyuan and said after a while: "No, my life or death doesn't matter. Sir, if you still have a kind heart, please save those poor people!"
Some people died, but not completely...
